Immortal Mystery Sequence: I Establish a Divine Duty for Heaven and Earth

Lone Goose City, the Wang family's private residence.

Wang Congyun knelt on the ground, speechless for a moment.

The contemptuous words of Dongdaozi still echoed in his ears. What truly made him feel powerless and disgusted was the matter-of-fact and composed manner with which Dongdaozi spoke. He did not pretend to be cruel or deliberately indifferent, as if it were a matter of course!

"Master... but those are living people! Fresh, living people... they are not pigs or dogs—"

Swish!

A figure flashed, and an oppressive aura drew near! Dong Daozi had suddenly appeared before him.

Swift as the wind!

Before Wang Congyun could even look up, he was slapped hard across the face—

Snapped--!

It was both brittle and heavy, like a giant whip tearing at bones!

The immense force nearly crushed his cheeks and head, instantly twisting his mouth and eyes. He was forcefully thrown away, rolling twice in the air before landing on the ground covered in blood.

"I never want to hear such muddled words from your mouth again," Dong Daozi said condescendingly. "The affairs of the mortal world should be forgotten, and one should renounce the mortal world. Daoists should not be entangled with worldly matters! If you cannot get over this hurdle in your heart, perhaps I should consider expelling you from the sect!"

Wang Congyun lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, sobbing silently. Dongdaozi looked at him for a long time, and the cold light in his eyes gradually subsided. As he raised his hand to support himself, a gentle stream of true energy lifted him up from the ground and helped him to stand upright.

This time, Dong Daozi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, saying, "Alright, why should a Daoist be so obsessed with something for a moment? If you place your current obsession on the scale of immortality over thousands of years, it is nothing but a trivial matter. Once you see through it, you will forget about it... What is such a sacrifice worth mentioning in the pursuit of immortality?"

Wang Congyun did not respond.

Dong Daozi's tone turned serious, but the reassuring tone in his words was even stronger, as if concealing a deeper meaning: "Besides, even if we take a step back and assume that you truly have a bellyful of resentment that you want to vent, and are unwilling to accept this, do you think that you can just indulge in wine and women and cling to the past?"

"Only by surviving and achieving immortality can you do what you want! Only by increasing your strength and constantly receiving guidance from the Dao can you establish yourself in this world!"

"Foolish child, do you understand?"

Wang Congyun looked up blankly, feeling somewhat lost and confused, his mind reeling.

At this moment, Dong Daozi's eyes were surprisingly kind, truly showing the demeanor of a senior looking at a junior. Wang Congyun really couldn't tell whether this old man was genuine or not, and he still maintained that dejected look.

"...This disciple has done his best."

"It's not about trying your best, it's about having to. Starting tomorrow, expel all your beautiful wives and concubines from the manor and start cultivating again. Once you have completed your first round of cultivation, I will grant you a second round! Congyun, you should know that mortals are nothing but straw dogs to me! If you don't want this royal manor to be filled with bloodshed and everyone to die, you should abandon these worldly desires!"

"Yes... disciple understands!"

Wang Congyun felt a chill run down his spine; this was a threat!

If he cannot repent and start cultivating the Tao again, everyone in this mansion will probably die on the spot!

boom!

The door slammed shut—

Wang Congyun knelt alone on the ground, remaining motionless for a long time, his mind filled with a jumble of thoughts, still unable to recover from the confrontation just now.

At that moment, he had a ridiculous and unrealistic thought...

On the surface, Dongdaozi is showing self-preservation and threatening him to take action, but all of Dongdaozi's words and actions today seem to have hidden meanings that he cannot see through at a glance.

Upon closer reflection, it seems that all of these can be interpreted in different ways!

The initial statement that people were like pigs and dogs was meant to instill in him the Taoist ideology of indifference towards all living beings, but it also revealed a kind of cruel pity. It seemed as if it was being said to him, or as if Dongdaozi was saying it to himself.

Could it be that Dongdaozi also feels that the Daoist sect's killing of ordinary people is cruel, and that he needs to constantly brainwash himself with the idea that "all living beings are like pigs and dogs" in order to maintain his current image as a true person?

In other words: Even if those people were truly living, breathing human beings, we must treat them like pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep! Don't try to resist! Obey orders!

The slap that stopped him from continuing was the most direct example of this.

It was an admonition to him that he should never speak ill of the sect to outsiders, and he was finally patted on the shoulder to comfort him, saying that only by living forever and becoming stronger could he do what he wanted.

...This doesn't even sound like a hint; it's practically an explicit statement!

This is to teach him to be patient, to swallow his pride and keep a low profile in order to wait for the right outcome.

These actions don't seem like the kind of things a master who hopes his son will remain loyal to the Taoist sect and recover should say!

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, and the more he pondered it, the more he felt that Dongdaozi might be hiding a deeper scheme.

Perhaps Dong Daozi is not as simple as he appears on the surface, not a true immortal who is indifferent to the life and death of mortals, and that he has other plans within the Daoist sect! He is subtly reminding Wang Congyun in his own way!

Could this be the truth?

At this moment, he felt that he could not see through Dongdaozi at all.

Sure enough, people who have lived for hundreds of years are all old monsters. How could they be as simple as they appear on the surface?

If there are any major changes in the future, Dongdaozi may be one of the forces that can be united. Of course, this card should not be played unless absolutely necessary. What if everything Dongdaozi is currently showing is just a disguise and a test?

They shouldn't be underestimated!

The Taoist sect has a very difficult time surviving.

……

……

Time flies, and the days and months pass by.

On the second day of the second month of the fifty-second year of the Jingtai reign, the dragon raised its head.

There was no joy in Tianwu City.

In the past decade, Chen Shidao, the garrison commander of this city, has attempted to break through the border seven times, but all attempts have ended in failure.

This was his last attempt to break through to the seventh rank. Due to the instability of his realm and the setback in his Dao heart, he died on the spot.

The news spread, causing an uproar.

July.

Tragic news kept coming from all over Jiangzhou: six more farmers died while trying to reach the seventh rank. The difference between the seventh and eighth ranks, even if it's only a hair's breadth, is like an insurmountable chasm.

In a short time.

Looking across all the agricultural cultivators in Jiangzhou, almost everyone turns pale at the mention of the seventh rank!

Many people believe that the third realm cannot be broken through, and the path of agriculture should perhaps stop at the field level, and should not be expanded further.

During this period, the agricultural system continued to develop steadily in all directions of Jiangzhou. The total number of people in the publicly disclosed ranks had exceeded 10,000, but most of them were of the ninth rank. Among them, the total number of field stewards gradually exceeded 300. Compared with the beginning of the agricultural system's differentiation, it had only increased by a dozen or so people.

The newly formed Tianjun will also be dispersed to various places, further spreading and differentiating itself.

After that, more and more Rank 9 soldiers were continuously sent to Lone Goose City and Corner Sand Forbidden Land.

Outside the ancient forbidden area, a blood-red wasteland stretched as far as the eye could see, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood piled up everywhere. Outsiders, unaware of the carnage, believed only that agriculture was thriving, the Taoist sect was noble, and that it was continuously nurturing the next generation of farmers...

Following closely behind, vast tracts of new soil sprouted within the forbidden area, spreading everywhere, and the Daoist forces continued to advance deeper into the forbidden area—

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The fifty-third year of the Jingtai reign.

Li Xiaobing returned to his sect, claiming that after years of comprehension and research, he had figured out a method to break through the third realm. He needed to unite the power of many Tian Juns in one person to break through the realm, so he brought more Tian Juns from all directions back to the sect to cooperate with him in breaking through the realm.

He then went into seclusion for over a year to break through to the next level, experiencing many failures, but compared to other farmers who died on the spot, he had made great progress.

The Taoist school cultivated this talent greatly, with field managers from all four directions taking turns returning to the mountain to assist.

……

……

In the blink of an eye, it has been the fifty-fourth year of the Jingtai reign.

In the dead of winter.

Boom!!

Rumble, rumble—!

Deep within the ancient forbidden land of Jiaosha, at the forefront of the Daoist formation, a fierce battle was erupting in the sky.

Uncle Qing hovered in mid-air, surrounded by thirty-three flying swords that moved like dragons, swirling around the field. The sword energy surged and churned between the tremors, and each flying sword breathed out intense true energy, drawing white rainbows to pierce the sun, with sword light flashing across the sky and earth!

He formed hand seals, and the sword array danced like a spinning wheel, with the sword tips all pointing towards the heavens and earth ahead, their cold light stirring up a torrential rain of swords!

At this moment, blood-red clouds billowed across the sky.

A colossal creature, over six zhang tall, stood in mid-air. Its entire body was crimson, as if its skin had been peeled off, with haphazardly arranged, stark white bones protruding from its body. Upon seeing it, one could almost feel it being devoured and corrupted by that madness!

Click!

A thunderbolt that pierced the heavens and earth tore through the winter clouds, cleaved through the blood mist, and smashed down on the behemoth!

It was just a cavity lying in the air without a head. Its neck was severed at the root, with flesh rolled up and foul-smelling, rotting pus constantly gushing out. When it dripped into the void, it would explode into grotesque clouds of blood mist, and appear as fierce and eerie shadows hovering in the air.

With his left hand, he held a pale white spine taller than his own body, its joints glistening with a murderous aura, the end of which was connected to a broken pelvis. With his right hand, he held a huge head by the hair, its face completely disfigured, except for its two eye sockets which glowed with scarlet fire, shocking and terrifying, ferocious and horrifying!

The Six Realms of Deceit—The Head-Raising Deceit!

The two sides had been locked in a stalemate for more than half an hour, and Uncle Qing had not given it a chance to catch its breath.

Swish swish!

Fleeting glimpses, white pythons dazzling the sun, sword formations spinning rapidly, swirling and flashing overhead, thirty-three flying swords simultaneously shooting out, drawing astonishing white rainbows in the air, crisscrossing and slashing down.

*Sizzle sizzle sizzle!* *Puff puff puff puff puff puff—!*

The head-raising monster was filled with a mad, remnant spirit, knowing only how to kill and fight desperately. It didn't dodge at all, but swung its giant white spine up violently, breaking through the wind and stirring up rolling waves of air. It was extremely domineering.

Boom boom boom—!

Click click click click click!

Amidst the violent tremors, waves surged and eddies swirled, forcefully shattering six flying swords. Broken sword fragments shot and exploded in all directions. Uncle Qing's face flushed red, clearly suffering a severe backlash. However, he continuously formed hand seals, unleashing streams of true qi and flying sword formations that rained down upon him.

"Roar roar roar roar—"

The headless creature howled and wailed in agony, its body torn apart in large chunks of flesh, turning into a cloud of blood mist that blotted out the sun!

In the distance, on a majestic mountain ridge.

Many Taoist disciples and powerful cultivators stationed at the front lines gathered together to see Qing Shuzi's Taoist magic raging, with thunderbolts rolling and killing continuously, as he fought fiercely against the head-carrying monster.

In the midst of their agility, maneuvering, climbing, and descending, each side experiences victory and defeat.

"How many is this? If I remember correctly, this is the third one this month! It's terrifying! Just how many more powerful and terrifying monsters are hidden deep within this ancient forbidden land? If we continue to advance, can we truly break through this endless tide of monsters and restore the entire ancient forbidden land?"

"The strength of a sixth-realm expert is already comparable to that of a True Person who has received the Dao five times. What if they encounter a seventh-realm calamity deeper within? Wouldn't only the Grand Elder's intervention or the Sect Master's breakthrough be enough to contend with them?! This ancient forbidden land, filled with eerie energy, is truly terrifying!"

"The first two were only managed by Master Dongdao and Master Qing working together to hold them off. Now, Master Dongdao is still recovering from his serious injuries, and Master Qing is the only one holding them up... If a fourth or fifth one appears, I'm afraid we won't even have a way to retreat! Continuing like this will be extremely difficult!"

"In my opinion, we should focus on the rear and stop being so reckless. Now that our Daoist sect has recovered 2,800 li of territory in the ancient forbidden land of Jiaosha, greatly expanding the territory of Jiangzhou, we can take this opportunity to stabilize the rear and develop the people's livelihood!"

"No, we can't give up! Perhaps the hope of completely reclaiming the forbidden area lies just ahead!"

Amidst heated discussions among all parties.

In mid-air, the battle had reached a fever pitch!

The sword formation of Uncle Qing was mostly destroyed, leaving only a dozen or so flying swords suspended in the air, tightly sealing off the head-raising monster.

A gust of wind danced continuously in his hands, his Daoist magic surging forth—

The monster paused, then suddenly raised the giant head to its front, its two eye sockets gleaming with ferocity!

Puff puff!

A crimson column of energy erupted and shot straight toward Uncle Qing's face.

Uncle Qing spun around quickly, his flying swords flashing as he parried!

Blood and sword light clashed, shaking the surrounding area. The wind and waves surged violently, and several more of the remaining flying swords shattered!

Uncle Qing's figure flew backwards, sliding a distance of thousands of feet. His Taoist robe was torn and ripped in many places, and his flesh was covered with wounds!

Boom! Puff puff puff!

Blood mist reached the heavens!

Just as Ti Tou Gui stepped forward to catch up, suddenly, he and the two entered a mysterious realm, and the sky darkened for a moment!

A heavy, terrifying aura swept in, spreading from the distant horizon and suppressing all Taoists in the world, as if it were the aura of immortals and gods!

The ancient desolation hidden within is astonishing and awe-inspiring; with every glance, the surroundings are vast and boundless!

clank--!

Boom boom boom—!

A sword's cry rang out from the far distance at that very moment!

Its sound shook heaven and earth, obscuring the clouds, as if the sky had opened up a line and all paths had vanished into nothingness!

All places are silent!

Immediately following, a magnificent and ancient domineering sword shadow suddenly rose up.

It was thousands of feet tall, ancient and vast, like a ten-thousand-year-old tree that blocked out the sun. It just floated quietly in the middle, unmoving, but its sword energy swept across the surrounding thousands of miles, and the vast energy surged and surged!

Immediately following—!

Billions of sword lights shot out, like the Milky Way pouring down, like a torrential downpour, blotting out the sky and covering everything!

The headless monster was swept into a rain of sharp swords, and on the spot, it screamed in agony as it exploded into a cloud of blood mist, scattering and disappearing without leaving a trace of ashes.

bang bang bang-

The blood mist burst forth, crushing everything around—the eerie blood mist, severed limbs, and fragments—into nothingness!

Swish swish!

In the face of life and death, it's all just a snap of the fingers!

Uncle Qing felt a chill in his heart and retreated hastily. He pushed his true energy and qi to the limit and waved his hands continuously, creating golden light barriers that then shattered one after another with a series of cracking sounds.

Finally, he flew back outside the rain of swords, his Taoist robe torn to shreds, his flesh mangled, his breath disordered like a boat adrift in a storm, utterly useless, a blood-soaked figure.

But as he stood at the edge of the ruins, gazing at the distant phantom of an ancient sword a thousand feet tall, he suddenly looked up and burst into loud, unrestrained laughter!

"Such powerful and domineering sword energy can still suppress all things even after ten thousand years..."

"This must be a legacy from the immortals, there's no mistake—! The inheritance of the Gushe Immortal Sect lies ahead! After years of planning and operation, the forbidden land of Jiaosha has finally opened a sliver of light today!"